Please keep checking out my profile for the coming stories and send your comments and suggestions to [email protected]. It was midnight and by now, Vivan had to have arrived at their house.“Who’s there?” She asked as she stood up and went towards the door.“Hummy, it’s me, Vivan.”“Go away, Vivan. Desi indian We were alone, it was a cold night, and at your age even after bearing four kids, you’re still beautiful beyond any of my imaginations. Ah! She couldn’t return to her parents. His hands were running through her hair.“Aaah,” she was moaning.Soon enough, the key fell off her hands to the floor, making a “cling!” sound.As soon as that happened, Vivan stopped what he was doing and looked into her eyes.“Why, Vivan?” she asked in an airy voice.“Should we not lock the door?”Vivan stepped aside as she took the key off the floor, went towards the door and locked.
